I'm not really as cranky as I sound today, but not for the world's lack of trying. :P The building we work in here is a rotting shamble, a big Coke-bottle-green glass box built sometime in the late '80s or so with an eye towards making a lot of money fast and on the cheap. The locks don't work, the elevators have sent people to the hospital, the plumbing is nasty, and the floors are uneven. Just about the only recommendation it has had was a beautiful row of cherry trees lining the sidewalk out front.

Which are being chopped down even as I type.

So between that and yet another poor bird that bashed its brains in against the windows that it couldn't see this morning, I'd slap this building if I could. -.-